She sits taller. “You will?”
“Absolutely. I’m confident you’ll beg me to make love to you once those pretty stones are hanging from your buds.”
She smiles and palms my shoulders. “I like that my boobs are bigger since we moved here, but my nipples are still small. I hope they get larger, too. Sophie’s nipples are bigger than mine.”
“I suspect they will.” I slide my hands under her armpits and lift her into the air several inches so I can reach her breasts with my mouth. Holding her aloft, I suck one in hard and flick it over and over with my tongue.
She squirms, but she can’t dislodge herself from my hold. She’ll never be able to escape me if I don’t want her to. She’s too small.
I love the way she pants as I release her nipple and shift my attention to the other. I love the way she arches into me even more. And, lastly, I love the way she moans. It goes straight to my cock.
Chapter Thirteen
Janelle
“Where are we going, Papi?” I’m confused. I thought we were going to Ekert and Sophie’s house this morning, but Papi has guided my stroller into the park near our house.
“Our appointment with Ekert isn’t for another hour. I thought you’d enjoy spending some time playing until then.”
I haven’t been to the park yet. Papi walked by it a few times, pushing me in my stroller, but he didn’t stop, and no one was there. This morning, there are several other Little girls playing while their Papis watch from benches nearby.
My anxiety creeps up, making my heart beat faster. I don’t want to wander away from Papi.
He parks my stroller and squats in front of me to unfasten my restraints. He must sense my unease because he lifts my fingers to his mouth and pricks three of them.
My anxiety ebbs as two girls skip toward me. They’re both smiling, but I start to panic. I haven’t had good experiences with other girls on Earth. They were never nice to me.
I understand immediately what Papi has explained to me about not being able to tell anyone’s prior social status. That’s for sure. Every Little girl at the park looks the same—diapers, pigtails, and nipple rings. No one has on makeup or nail polish. No one has on any sort of designer anything that would make them stand out.
Both girls have brown hair like mine. One of them gives a small wave. “Hi, I’m Clara, and this is Eden. Did you just get here recently?”
I nod.
Papi lifts me out of my stroller and sets me on my feet. He kisses me behind the ear and whispers. “Go play. Meet some of the other Little girls.”
I try not to hyperventilate. There’s no reason. It’s not like the night in the club where there were too many people, flashing lights, and loud noises. There’s no need to panic.
Papi turns toward the girls. “This is Janelle. She’s feeling kind of shy still.”
“That’s okay,” Eden says softly. “I was really nervous when I first arrived. I didn’t think anyone would like me. I thought I was too weird. But everyone is so friendly.”
I wonder why Eden thought she was weird. There’s absolutely no way to know anyone’s story until they tell me. If I wanted, I could make something up and say I was a rich girl from a nice family. I wouldn’t do that because I’ve never been a good liar, but Icould. That’s what matters.
Clara holds out a hand. “Are you steady walking?”
I step toward her, taking a deep breath when Papi’s no longer touching me. I glance back to find him right behind me.
He smiles. “I won’t move from this bench.” He points next to the stroller. “Every time you look, I’ll be right here.”
“Okay.” He’s so good to me. I know he won’t move. I take a fortifying breath and let Clara lead me toward the playground equipment.
“How long have you been here?” she asks. “You’re so steady on your legs.”
“Almost four weeks.”
“Oh, that’s why. Sometimes people come to the park for the first time before they can even walk.”
“I was…” I swallow. “I was too nervous.”
